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Chapter 78 The End of the Brag

"How did Chen Langjun know about this?" Wei Zheng looked at Chen Ying and hesitated for a moment, and asked solemnly.

Wei Zheng thought, if the entire Tang Dynasty court knew about this, it would definitely change its action plan. Originally, Duke Wei wanted to get the title of Duke from Li Tang and hold real power. Once Li Yuan learned about Li Mi's reality, he would probably be destined to be a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

Suddenly, when he saw Wei Zheng's solemn expression, Chen Ying also reacted and said lightly: "This is just what Chen Ying guessed!"

Wei Zheng's eyes were embarrassed and stared at Chen Ying.

Human eyes are the window of the soul. Human hearts can deceive people, but human eyes cannot. However, Chen Ying's eyes were clear, but it didn't seem to be lying. Wei Zheng was confused at this time.

Luo Shixin was excited and said to Chen Ying with his hands and feet: "Brother Chen, you are also a person who leads troops to fight. It is also strange on the battlefield. The less you are afraid of death, the more you cannot die. On the banks of Weishui, Lu Mingyue's three thousand hard archers under his command were as raining as the arrows. I was so scared that my legs were trembling. But when I saw Qin Shubao, I rushed forward with the rain of arrows, and I thought, "Don't die." There was also a companion on the road to Huangquan. Who would have thought that those archers under Lu Mingyue were swept down by my iron spear, and the others scattered."

Chen Ying also boasted about his record: "In terms of the long time he was in the army, Chen is indeed not as good as you, but if you want to talk about his record, my surname is Chen is not a coward, does the King of Western Qin Xue Ju know?"

"Of course, Xue Ju made a good spear with one hand, and ten or eight ordinary people couldn't get close to him!" Luo Shixin suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "I heard that Xue Ju was dead. Could it be that Brother Chen, you killed him?"

"Bah..." Chen Ying spitted and said, "This thief boy ran too fast, and I couldn't catch him. It's also a bad luck for Zong Luohu to hit me and become Xue Ju's scapegoat."

In fact, Chen Ying was bragging at all. He didn't even see Xue Ju's shadow. Although he knew that Xue Ju was a man, Chen Ying didn't know whether Xue Ju was tall or short, fat or thin. Although Zong Luohu was indeed dead in Chen Ying's hands, Zong Luohu was killed by Chen Ying, and his methods were not glorious.

However, when Chen Ying told a lie, he didn't blink. He insisted that Xue Ju was beaten away, and Zong Luohu was killed instantly in the face of the head-on battle.

Hearing this, Luo Shixin's eyes became even more excited: "I didn't expect Brother Chen to be a master?"

"Of course, don't look at me thin, I'm covered in muscles!" Chen Ying patted his waist and showed off: "See, this is all strength!"

"Then... let's go out to discuss?"

If Chen Ying's head was sober, he wouldn't even compete with Luo Shixin if he was beaten to death. You don't know how high Luo Shixin's skills are, but Luo Shixin can fight with Li Yuanba in the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Chen Ying was still a little self-aware and would never compete with Luo Shixin's martial arts skills. However, Chen Ying was drunk at this time, to be precise, he was a coward who dared to drink strongly.

Chen Ying had almost no hesitation and shouted: "Just compare!"

So, a tragedy happened.

...

When Chen Ying woke up again, it was noon the next day. The first moment Chen Ying opened his eyes, he saw a pretty face with pear blossoms and rain.

"Don't cry, Lan'er don't cry!" Chen Ying reached out to touch Lan'er's face, and suddenly Chen Ying's face changed drastically. He found that his arms were so painful that he felt as if they were moved. Chen Ying was just about to struggle to get up, but found that there was pain everywhere in his body. He looked down at his chest, abdomen, thighs, and arms that could be seen, all green and purple, as if he had been beaten by several big men.

Lan'er stopped crying in an instant, looked at Chen Ying in surprise and said, "Mr. Lang, you still recognize me!"

"Nonsense, I skin you, and I recognize your bones!"

"Langjun, you recognize Lan'er, you recognize Lan'er, it's so great!" Lan'er quickly clasped her hands and muttered: "Thank God, Langjun finally wakes up!"

Chen Ying asked in surprise: "What happened last night?"

"Mr. Lang, yesterday was so powerful!" Liang Zan said outside the door: "You have to compete with Luo Shixin, whoever dares to stop you will kill someone!"

"Compet with Luo Shixin?" Hearing this, Chen Ying's face turned red: "Unless you are crazy about gaining and losing your heart, how could I compete with him? Isn't this asking for abuse?"

"Who said no!" Liang exclaimed and said, "Luo Shixin punched his husband and knocked him down. He felt so painful when he heard it, but his husband insisted that he had slipped, which didn't count."

"No, is it that exaggerated?"

"There is even more exaggerated than this!" Liang Zan said: "When Langjun was defeated by Luo Shixin thirty-seven or eight times, or thirty-eight times, he told Luo Shixin that martial arts competition is not considered a man, but who should urinate further?"

Chen Ying wanted to find a crack in the ground and looked at Lan'er with awkward face: "Then you just watch me be beaten up, don't you know how to persuade me?"

Lan'er blushed and said, "That's what you have to dare!"

Chen Ying asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"Although Langjun can't beat Luo Shixin, he is still very good at beating us!" Lan'er glanced at Chen Ying and said, "Book of Chuqi and Yuanqiao can't get down to the ground today. You cut off the descendants of Chuqi with just one inch!"

"Hey, I can't drink this wine anymore!" Chen Ying slapped his forehead in great depression. He really didn't expect that he would have such a big reaction if he drank too much. It would be fine to fight with Luo Shixin, but he would be lucky to follow his head and compete with him. He was not beaten to death by Luo Shixin.

Chen Ying lay on the bed in great depression and said to Lan'er: "Go and get me some food, you're starving to death!" Lan'er said obediently: "What do you want to eat?"

"It's fine, it's better to be lighter!"

Lan'er turned around and left, and saw Liang Zan pushing the door and looking at Chen Ying's bruised face, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh, don't hold it in!"

"I dare not be humble!"

"By the way, how did Luo Song do yesterday?"

When Liang Zan heard this, his eyes shone: "Luo Song did a good job. His nephew who pretended to be Gao Wanqing beat Li Xiaoguang up. At this time, Gao Wanqing was already so mocked to death!"

"It's not that complicated. Just ask Li Xiaoguang and you will find that Gao Wanqing doesn't have such a nephew!" Chen Ying said: "I wouldn't have taken revenge in such a simple way. This is just to use Li Xiaoguang's hand to disgust Gao Wanqing! It's not satisfying to deal with Li Xiaoguang to kill him. I think Li Xiaoguang lives humbly like a dog!"

"I'm afraid this is not easy to deal with!"
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